Not That Bad

1: Nerves

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September 27th

8:53 AM

The girl had her beautiful golden blonde hair in a ponytail as she walked with her long green backpack. Beside her, there walked a tall ginger boy with freckles, mesmerising green eyes and a chunky black backpack hung from his shoulder.

"Wally, I'm telling you, you'd love him! He's such a sweetheart and I've never met anyone who didn't," explained the girl. "Arty, I trust you, believe me. But what kind of a name is 'Dick'?" her boyfriend asked while holding back a chuckle. Artemis sighed painfully while gently squeezing the bridge of her nose. "Sometimes, I don't understand how we started dating." Wally laughed loudly as he held the door to the front of the school open for his gorgeous girlfriend. "I feel the same way, baby," he smiled with love-filled eyes before following behind her inside the school.

They made their way deeper into the school to stow away their bags in their lockers to then head to class lighter. Artemis hung her green backpack on a hook and closed the blue door, locking it with a number lock. Wally did the same with his easier and simpler letter lock. He wrapped his right arm around her and rested his hand on her hip as they walked to class, shoving past the many people that crowded the halls.

The ginger kissed her head as a goodbye and walked their separate ways to get to their own classes.

He entered the math class to see the person he despised the most in the world, Richard Grayson. The kind looking boy turned his head and made an accidental eye contact, making his smile filled with happiness fade into an irritated scowl. "Fuck," the freckled one mumbled under his breath as he made his way to his seat, which conveniently was next to his sworn enemy.

"Good morning, Wallace," he tried in a polite manner. "Morning." The dark haired boy saw how limited the other tried to be and — although seemed it like a perfect idea — felt a bit offended by it. "You're a fucking douche bag, you know that?" snapped the younger boy. "At least I'm not a damn midget in high school," retorted the older.

It hadn't even gotten to lunch yet and the two already begun fighting. The only thing making them suddenly hush was their late teacher entering the classroom. "Just because I'm late doesn't mean you start late, I left a problem on the board on purpose. If it's not finished before class ends, it's homework," the man announced as he sat down and accommodated his work space "And Wally, hand out these sheets for the class," he pleaded last minute with his hand extended out with the new assignments. "Uh... yeah sure." The tanned boy stood from his seat to grab the sheets of paper, already dreading having to do homework later since he didn't notice the board.

As the teenage boy with green eyes gave the pieces of paper to everyone in the class, he noticed how Richard had already finished the problem from earlier on a scrap paper. Feeling quite like an evil genius, as Wally placed the new math sheet on the shorter boy's desk, he "accidentally" knocked over the other one. "Oh, shit. Sorry. I'll get that for you," he smiled before bending down to pick it up. He stuffed it underneath the pile in his hands and placed a different piece of scrap paper onto the other's desk. The proper boy returned the smile; the kindness behind it made the red head twitch with frustration.

He finished handing out the work their teacher had assigned and made his way back to his own seat, keeping one sheet — plus the one he stole — for himself.

10:23 AM

Wally stared at the clock on top of the door frame, wondering when the hell the teacher would dismiss them for their next class. "Alright, hand in your papers and get out," the math professor said with a large wave of tiredness. It was as if the man had read Wally's mind. The ginger immediately stood, ran to slam down the sheet before quickly scribbling his name down on it then running out of the class. He noticed how Richard was already walking in front of him. Not giving the fact the short boy couldn't have been faster than him a second thought, he sped walked past him with his high pride and large ego.